I go on benders during the first weekend of the month and never missed it ever since it started. I can still hold my drink in and keep up with the energetic lads-- we be fucking in one of the pub's bathroom stalls. I don't look my age and I plan to t...

The best way to enjoy life is to spend it with a proper lad who can make you smile with his words and moan with his cock. For me, there's nothing more delightful than having a man who will make me the center of his universe. I know this could be too ...

I don't expect much from old lads, but I do hope that they can at least provide me with the sexual satisfaction I need. It is hard to get young cock to fuck my old cunt. Despite that, I am still hopeful that a fit stud can notice my lust.

I don't appreciate it when blokes are beating around the bush by saying Double Dutch words. I would prefer it more if they directly tell me what they truly want with me even if that involves something that is considered to be dirty and indecent.

Going benders during the weekend has been a norm during my years in uni. I would always end up snogging a fine gent in the bathroom of the pub. If they're good at it, I would take them to my flat and shag their brains out. What I would give to get to...

Grab me by the waist. Pull me closer. Let me hear you breathing. Kiss me. Let's ride a boat to the world of lasciviousness. Let's be hungry for each other. Time passes by quickly. We shouldn't waste time.